As 2019 ends, we must highlight the streets anticipated film “Da Story B4 Da Glory” which was released this summer. The characters gave the streets the urban tale it was needing. Directed and written by Jabari “Leylo” Crowder of Lovizionz Multimedia and executive produced by Brandon Gaston of Dale Drive Intaprize. Starring: Brandon Gaston, Shuntel Renay, Nathaniel Newton, Ronald Taylor, Diamond P, Pete Driver, Young “Shawty” Hughley, TJ Making Moves and Vincent Jones. This film portrays the life of a young athlete whose college life is cut short as his street career has an immature start. In the midst of the drama the young star gets a taste of love, fame and fortune. This drama is sprinkled with tested friendships, manhood and lively hood.
The official film premiere for “Da Story B4 Da Glory” kicked off Saturday July 13, 2019 at Griffin Cinemas. The sold out red carpet premiere was hosted by Ashley Akins and Jay Harris. The fans packed the theater to show their support, even Rodney McCord, the Mayor of Griffin was in attendance. The event was a great accomplishment for the cast and crew, our hard work definitely paid off. The premiere was followed by a screening at O’Riley’s Bar in Decatur, Ga. After the film debut, Diamond P had a chance to get up close and personal as an interview was held with the cast on her talk show “Da Diamond P Experience”.
“Da Story B4 Da Glory” is now available for streaming on Amazon Prime and Tubi. Put this on your list of must see films. I was apart of the production and I still sat in the theater in amazement, laughing at Kash and wanting LT to get a life! The narrative of the main character will keep you in tune with his plan to stay focused while some of his choices will make you think other wise. With each step BG takes he will face another dilemma, when he finally heads in the right direction his past comes to haunt him. The biggest lesson taken away from this film was the ability of your life choices to alter your path and the lives of the people around you. This is definitely one that will keep you interested and waiting for more.
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“I just want to run away!” I said getting into the car and slamming the door. My mom and I had been arguing a lot lately, but it’s been like this since my dad died.
“Arguing with your mom again?” I nodded at his question. Drew was my childhood best friend, he was there for me when my dad died. We were like 2 peas in a pod. “You really want to run away?” He looked down at me and his eyes softened up.
“I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a plan.” I said laughing. “No really I kind of did want to run away but I know my mom would fall apart without me. Even though we argued a lot I love her.”
“Be up around 7, we’re going out.” Drew stated, I didn’t question him. He was the outgoing type, all his plans were fun. I nodded before getting out the car, I walked up to the front door of my house and took a moment before entering.
I opened the door and walked in, my mom wasn’t in sight. I made my way to my room and closed then locked the door. I had plans to go out with Jen on this warm Friday night but my mom ruined it for me. I was in no mood to be around anyone, I took my phone out my pocket and cancelled my plans with her. Once I sent the message I got my towel ready to go take a shower. Even though it was 6pm I wanted to shower and sleep. But I know I’d probably stay up for a while. I walked out to the hall way, my mom appeared from the stairway. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her, her eyes were blood-shot red, she didn’t even notice me as she continued to her room.
After my shower I locked myself in my room with a few snacks and binged watched some shoes on my computer. I felt myself drifting asleep, but before I closed my eyes I set an alarm for 6:30AM. I knew Drew was coming to get me at 7. He makes me happy, I’m glad we’re friends. I smiled to myself and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up from my alarm, I walked over to my closet and picked out my outfit for the day. I settled on a graphic tee, black leather jacket, blue jeans and checker board vans. Once I was done getting dressed Drew called and said he was outside. I quietly opened my door and walked out I passed my mom room and felt a twinge of pain. She could use this Saturday to herself, I thought as I walked down the stairs then out the door. I ran to Drew car. “Where to?” I asked excitedly.
“Calm down, you’ll see,” he said backing out my driveway.
Driving down the street I sing along to the radio, “you’re so precious when you smile.” It seemed like we were driving for hours, but I knew where we were. Drew parked the car and I got out and ran to the beach. Drew ran after me, once we got to the beach we watched the sunrise. “I needed this, thank you.” I said looking at him.
“That’s not why I brought you here.” He said looking down at me. “I like you, a lot.”
Woah I didn’t see that coming. “Drew.” I said laughing, I covered my mouth. He grabbed my wrist and looked at me with a stern look. “You’re hurting me.” I managed to say.
“Sorry.” He said letting go, I took a step back. “But I am serious.”
“Drew I don’t see you as more than a friend.”
“But we can run away together.” He said stepping closer to me.
“Boy you are crazy. Take me home.” I said turning to walk away.
He grabbed my arms and looked at me, his face was red. This wasn’t the Drew I knew, I yanked my arm back and ran. He was trailing me and it was hard to run in sand. I managed to get to the sidewalk before I felt Drew tackle me. I hit my head against the concrete, I felt my body go cold and my vision went blurry, everything turned black.
I was starting to get my vision back, still a little blurry though. I checked out my surroundings, I was in a motel room strapped to a chair. I looked out the window and the sun was starting to set, what’s going on?! I wiggled in my chair, but my hands were secure with duck tape so were my feet. I thought about yelling for help but Drew walked out the bathroom.
“What’s going on?” I screamed.
“You were trying to leave me.” He said leaning against the wall. I’m confused. “Here’s the thing. I confessed my undying love for you and you tried to run away. I had plans for us to run away together.”
“I never wanted this! This is kidnap!” I yelled, while he was talking I managed to get my hands free.
“But you said you wanted to run away.” He said rubbing his forehead; he was starting to get upset.
“You are right.” I said as he looked at me sideways. “Can you get me a warm towel so I can wipe this blood off my forehead?”
“I knew you would understand.” He said walking into the bathroom.
Once I heard the water running I un-wrapped the tape from ankles. I got up and looked around the room, where is my phone?! It was nowhere in sight. I heard the water stop and my heart pounded. I grabbed the chair in hand, ready to attack. Once he came into view I threw the chair at him. I ran towards the door grabbing a knife on my way out. Lucky for me he left all my clothes on. I opened the door and looked around as I ran down the stairs. Where are we? As I was running I noticed we were surrounding by woods. I slowed down and looked behind me, drew was tailing me.
I ran into the woods, maybe I can lose him in here I thought. I hid behind a tree to catch my breath; I heard leaves crush beneath his weight as I held the knife tight. As Drew walked up, I came into view and held the knife out in front of him. He held his hands up in surrender.
“I just want to go home.” I Said out of breath.
“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” He said tackling me to the ground; I dropped the knife on my way down. “I just want to be with you.” He said choking me.
I gasped for air as his grip got tighter; I tried to move but all of his weight was on me. I searched around for the knife and found it. While losing air I got the knife into my hand, I plunged the knife into his chest. He gasped for air and fell onto his back. I started coughing because I could finally breathe again. I got to my knees and stumbled backwards away from Drew. He was still gasping for air. I slowly approaching him with tears in my eyes, I stabbed him in the heart.
“I loved you and…you stabbed me.” He said, he started to cough up blood. I laid his head in my lap and starred down at him. His eyes filled with tears and I wiped them.
“Come on we have to get you the hospital.” I said wiping my own tears, I looked around and saw the motel. “Where are we?”
“Stop.” He said grabbing my hand. “I won’t make it, just know I love you and I’d do anything for you.”
“You have to make it; I don’t know what I’d do without you. I need you!” I sobbed as his eyes started to slowly close. I cried harder as I heard him take his last breath, and then his eyes closed…. “I’ll always love you too.” I whispered.
By: Kamaria Giles
This is a follow-up to an article posted about “going Dutch on the first date”. As a friendly reminder we will do a recap. The moral of the story was if a guy ask you out on a date he should pay for the date but you would be the real MVP to leave the tip after dinner. Now is that how all situations occur? No, certainly not. Some women carry the majority of the expenses and they are fine with it, while some women don’t bring anything to the table but themselves. And that brings us to the second part of the topic, how much should your partner contribute? Some people feel if you’re not married then everything as far as finances should be split 50/50, and I’ve even heard married people still splitting things 50/50.
I mean honestly after the honey moon stage is over in the relationship, women we should at least have the common courtesy to surprise our men with dates and trips so they feel appreciated. Most of the time a true gentleman will never let you see the check, but from time to time offer to pay, it’s the thought that counts. If he is going through a rough spell and may not have the money flowing in like he used to, ladies would you carry the weight until he is able to again? Would you carry your own weight and bring a dish to the table? Having a man provide for you is fine but what are you willing to do for him besides open your legs? No one wants to be around a taker, a complainer, a person in constant competition with them. Home is where peace should be not war. I think we women are queens and we may get spoiled with that title but a real queen makes sure the palace is always operating and her king is constantly at ease. However, if a man isn’t doing things to be deserving of such treatment, then no, he shouldn’t receive it, but then ask yourself why are you letting a man treat you less than you deserve? Don’t get so caught up on what you feel, know what’s real, it’s nothing wrong with you helping out. Don’t take advantage of a good situation, instead capitalize and build, make it a great situation.
It takes a real man to help a woman understand no amount of money can replace time spent and memories made. Men are the providers and protectors of the hierarchy. In some men there is a disconnect with the responsibility and yet the benefit is still expected to be reciprocated. If you show a queen that you will give your all to her, she will die making sure that you never have to. Real women speak life into the men around her, your dreams will be her dreams. Sadly, some women will suck the breath out of you, anything you try to accomplish will crumble so choose wisely. This is why you must protect and provide for the real women, because she will abandon her dream to speak life into yours. When there is a balance you as a leader can make sure she doesn’t have to leave her path to pave yours, you enrich her life so she is 10 times the woman as before. I believe men should pay bills, but not all of them. I believe men should pay for dates, but not every date. I believe men should be gift givers, but they deserve to be receivers also. I do believe men are the leaders, but real men know how to follow good directions.
I have been a taker as well as a giver and I can say both meant nothing at the time of occurrence. I took material and monetary things to replace time and love. I took because I thought the world owed me. I was a taker because I felt like no one was going to get me before I got them, and I always was the one who got got, go figure. At times I gave from the heart and other times I gave out of guilt and out of manipulation. I gave until I didn’t have anything left for me and it still wasn’t enough. I gave to gain acceptance and still didn’t get an invite. It all taught me balance, taught me self-love and self perseverance. I learned you get what you give in everything you do. nothing is owed to you and no one can read your mind. If you need help ask, if you don’t then be a helper. I ultimately learned love is an action. The way we spend our money on each other should be based upon the need it will eliminate, the joy it will bring and the memories it will created. One of my favorite quotes by Samuel Johnson is, “Kindness is in our power even when fondness is not”.
By: Keidra Ponder